Saving Lady Abigail: A Historical Regency Romance Book

by Abby Ayles

  Regina sat up in frustration. Why should she be thinking of a man she had just met? It was of Father she should be thinking. Father and her family’s future.

  She had no inclination to marry. And she did not think her sisters would appreciate being rushed into marriage themselves. To marry a husband for charity? Out of desperation? It seemed so base.

  Marriage was to make a good match. It was an economical decision. To marry a man for love alone was folly. But neither was marriage something to be rushed into. It required a careful weighing of pros and cons. It went against Regina’s nature to rush herself or her sisters into matrimony.

  If only there was a way to get back their fortune and land so that they could rely on Father as before. Then they could marry as other women did, smartly and in proper time. What would society say of them all getting married at once?

  Her sisters deserved better than marrying under a cloud of scandal. And Father deserved better than the pity and judgment he would receive.

  If only she could think of a way.

  Regina distantly heard the sound of the front door. She checked the clock. Her sisters were back earlier than expected.

  There was the sound of thumping feet and then the door to her bedroom flew open.

  It was Elizabeth, her green eyes all but glowing and her chest heaving.

  “Regina!” She snapped. “Care to inform me why Mr. Denny just proposed to me?”

  Oh dear.

  Chapter 5

  The sisters all met in Bridget’s room.

  Louisa sat quietly on the bed, propped up with pillows. Elizabeth paced back and forth. Natalie was curled up on the windowsill. Bridget was on the edge of the bed next to Louisa.

  Regina stood in the middle. It felt a little like she was on stage.

  “Spare nothing,” Bridget told her.

  As simply as she could she told them what had happened. Elizabeth uttered many words that a lady shouldn’t know. Natalie clapped a hand over her mouth. And Louisa burst into tears.

  Bridget merely stayed silent.

  When Regina had finished she looked to her sister for guidance. Before Bridget said anything, however, Louisa cut in.

  “Charles can never marry me now,” she whispered through her tears.

  “There, now,” Bridget said, patting Louisa’s knee soothingly. “Mr. Fairchild will not hesitate to wed you. I should say this gives him more reason to.”

  “If only his aunt would hurry up and die,” Elizabeth said with an eye roll. When the other four looked at her, she shrugged. “Don’t look so scandalized. You’re all thinking it.”

  “You must accept Mr. Denny,” Natalie said.

  “I am not accepting a man I hardly know,” Elizabeth replied.

  “He has an income of ten thousand a year and that’s all you need know!” Natalie hissed. “I should think you’d put up with half that a year if the man was fool enough to put up with you.”

  “Squabbling will get us nowhere,” Bridget said. “Elizabeth, please consider Mr. Denny’s proposal. He is a good man and has been watching you for some time.”

  “Watching is not half as good as speaking. If he has been watching me as you say then why not ask me to dance?”

  “Because you are a harpy that does nothing but insult the man fool enough to ask you.”

  “Natalie, enough!” Bridget commanded.

  Natalie fell silent.

  Bridget drew herself up. “You could do well to improve yourself, Natalie. You cannot treat men as playthings. Pick one, and pick now. The time for indecision is over.”

  Natalie huffed but said nothing.

  “And what of me?” Regina asked.

  Bridget looked over at her. Her green eyes warmed and she almost smiled. “Don’t fret for anything, darling.”

  “There’s no need to play favorites,” Elizabeth said. “She’s eighteen, that’s old enough to marry.”

  “And how will it look if all of us marry at once?” Bridget replied. “And if the youngest marries before her elders?” She gestured at Louisa.

  Elizabeth had nothing to say to that. What Bridget said was true. Two of them getting married at once would raise eyebrows but not too many. Three or four of them? Everyone would know the real reason they had tied the knot. The gossip would never cease.

  As for age, it was commonly accepted—although by no means a rule—that the elder daughters married first. For Regina to marry before Louisa would provoke spinster comments about Louisa. Comments that her sweet sister did not deserve.

  “And what of you, Bridget?” Natalie asked. “Surely you have suitors.”

  “I have. And I shall think on who would best suit me. I shall have to be married first, if Louisa is not. But there is nothing stopping either you or Elizabeth from entering an engagement.”

  “Let us face the truth, Bridget,” Louisa said. Regina was surprised that she had spoken up. She sounded incredibly tired.

  “We must face it. Marriage will save us financially. But it will not—nothing can save our reputations. Especially Father’s. It will be years before people will stop whispering about it. Any man who marries us will have to take that on.”

  “The whispers will die down as soon as the next scandal comes,” Bridget replied.

  “Our lives will never be the same,” Louisa countered. “We shall be indebted to our husbands as most women never are. Our wedding days will be covered in clouds. Father might never be welcomed back into society.”

  “This is how our lives are now,” Bridget said. “Perfect marriages they might not be. But they are all we have. Let us be thankful that we have suitors willing to marry us. Not every woman is so lucky.”

  Again, Regina wished that there was a way to fix this. If only they could win back their land. That would stick it to Lord Pettifer. Then this cloud wouldn’t be over her sisters’ marriages. Father could hold his head high again.

  If only…

  “Then prove it to us,” Elizabeth said. “Find yourself a husband.”

  Bridget thought for a moment. “I shall choose my husband the night of Lord and Lady Morrison’s annual masquerade ball. It is in a month’s time. Is that acceptable?”

  The other three women nodded. Regina didn’t. She couldn’t. A thought had hit her like a lightning bolt. Her skin tingled and her stomach flipped.

  Lord and Lady Morrison’s masquerade ball.

  There was a way to win their land and money back. There was a way to fix all of this.

  She had figured it out.

  Chapter 6

  The girls retired for the night to their bedrooms. Louisa stayed in Bridget’s room. They all had their own rooms but Regina suspected that Louisa needed a bit of extra comfort that night.

  Regina went back to her bedroom and lay in darkness until she was certain the others were asleep.

  When she had waited until she could hardly bear it anymore, she rose. She slid on her robe again and opened her bedroom door.

  There was no sound throughout the house.

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  About the Authors

  Abby Ayles was born in the northern city of Manchester, England, but currently lives in Charleston, South Carolina, with her husband and their three cats. She holds a Master’s degree in History and Arts and worked as a history teacher in middle school.

  Her greatest interest lies in the era of Regency and Victorian England and Abby shares her love and knowledge of these periods with many readers in her newsletter.

  In addition to this she has also written her first romantic novel, The Duke's Secrets, which is set in the era and is available for free on her website. As one reader commented – ‘Abby’s writing makes you travel back in time…’

  When she has time to herself, Abby enjoys going to the theatre, reading and watching documentaries about Regency and Victorian England.

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  Upon leaving university, Fanny found a job as a proof reader for a small press. There, she honed her skills and also met and worked with author Abby Ayles, helping to polish her books to perfection.

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